The last item we needed to be able to move into our house was a bed. Of course there are about 5 million places in Hong Kong to buy a bed, but being able to afford the bed was the issue. So we searched and searched the local classifieds for expats. There is always a tonne of stuff for sale on there because of all the people who come here to work for a few years, but then sell things off for cheap when they leave. But, we were having a really hard time finding an appropriate bed for us.
Then, we found one. We were excited. It was only a mattress, but that was fine, we would figure out the frame with time. So we set it all up, Brad left this morning to help p/u the bed.
Then he calls. They found a bed in the school storage for us instead.
That is great!
really, a good thing.
But that meant I had to call the lady who was literally waiting for the delivery truck to p/u the bed.
I had to call and tell her we would not be coming after all!!
I hate hate hate hate hate hate having to make calls like that. I am one of those people who half entertains the idea of sending a text message instead!!! I mean, I wouldn't really, but still I thought of about it for that split second. Or two.
But I didn't. I called and apologized as whole heartedly as I possibly could.
The response was.........well, she hung up on me.
I felt horrible.
Maybe we should just buy the bed anyways, I thought. Well, that is silly. But, for a few moments that seemed so much better than having a complete stranger not like me.
Okay, so we have some people pleasing issues to work thru yet. Oh well.